Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1887-05-30

6Sou DcbTL must DoAr lth DuTuoQ
~ suffering and care;
For man Is born to trouble,
And he fods ft-every where.
HOW MEN DIED ON THE Il ATrLE-
FIELD.
In Frank Wilkeson's "Rncollecsiops
OF o Private" is this chapter:
Almost every death on the battlefield
Is different. And the manner OF the
death depends IN the wound ana on the
man, whether he 10 cowardly or brave,
whether his vitality 10 large or small,
whether he II man OF active imagina.
ton or 10 duli OF intellect, whether he
10 OF nervous or lymphatio tempera
ment. Gu the second day az the battle
OF the Wilderner, when fought as an
infantry soldier, l saw mcre men kill
ed aud wounded than did before or
alter the came time. knew but few OF
the men In the regiment in whose ranks
stood, but learned she christian
names Of some Of them. The man who
stood next to the on my right was call.
ed Will. He WAS cool, heave aud intel
ltRent. In the morning, when the 2nd
Corps Was advancing aud driving Hill's
soldiers slowly back, WAS Hurried. He
noticed It, and steadied my nerves by
saying kindly:
Don't Are 80 fast. This fight will
last all day. Don't hurry. Cover your
man before you pull your trigger Take
1t easy, my boy, take 1t easy, and your
cartridges will last longer"
This man fought effectively. During
N n ~, 81 a..
excellent solder, and lean on him. To-
ward evening, As We were being slowly
driveD back to the Brock road by Long
streets men. we made stand. 1 WIS be
hind tree firing, with my rife bsrrel
resting on the stub Of q lirub. WIN
was standing by my side, but In the
and dropped on the ground at my feet.
pale. He gssped for breath few times,
! am shot through the bowels" I said:
from the entrenohmeutsa along the Brock
road" 1 saw him cit up, and indis-
tinctly saw him reach for hts rifle,
which had fallen from his hands as he
fell. Again spoke to him to go to the
patiently: 81 tell you that / am rs
good NJ dead. There il no use In fool.
ing with me. shall stay here" Then
before Lougstreet's soldiers and left
Will lying In O windrow OF dead men.
After Longatreet's soldiers had driven
the Second Corps into their entrench.
menty along the Brock road, q battle.
o - hi N q I'M - I'D
large oak tree. His back rested again at
it. he wss very tired, and held hia
rifle loosely la mis- hand. Tbs Con-
federates were directly in our front.
This soldier wss apparently in perfect
safety. A solid shot from Con FEEDER.
ate gun struck the oak tree sQuarely
about four feet from the ground, but i.
did not hava sufficient force to tear
through the tough wood. TIE soldier
fell dead. There was not . scratch ON
him. he WAS killed BY conoussion.
During the first days fighting In the
Wilderness saw y youth OF about
twenty years SKIP and yell, stung by q
bullet through tho thigh. He turned
to limp 10 tho rear. After he had gone
few steps he stopped, then he kicked
out bis leg once or twice to see II II
would work. Then he tore the clothing
Awoy from his leg so rs to aee the
wound. He looked at 1t attentively for
an instant, then kicked out his IL q
again, then turned and took his place
In the ranks, and resu med firing. There
Was contiderable disorder In the line,
and the soldiers moved to and fro-now
Tow feet to the left, now few ieet 10
the right. One Of these movements
brought me directly behind this
wounded soldier. could see plain "
from that position, and he pushed into
the gaping line and began firing. In o
minute or two the wounded soldier
dropped his rifle, and olssping his left
arm. exclaimed:
II an hit agaipl"
and tore of the sleeve Of his shirt. The
more than skin deep. He tied his
handkerchief aroand il, picked up his
rifle, and took position alongside Of me.
/ said:
"You are fighting In bad luck today.
You had better get away from here"
He turned his head to answer me.
His head jerked, he staggered, then
fell, then reRsined his feet. A tiny
fountain OF blood and teeth and bone
and bits Of tongue burst out OF his
mouth. he had been shot through the
jaws; the lower one WAS broken and
hung down. looked directly into his
open mouth, which was rugged and
bloody and tongueless. He cast his
rifle forlously on the ground and stag
gered of
The next day, just before Long street's
soldiers made their first charge ON the
Second Corps. heard the peculiar cry
. stricken man utters as the bullet tears
through his flesh. turned my head as
/ losdsd my rife. to see who was hit
saw bearded Irishman pull up his
shirt. He had been wounded in the
left side just below the floating ribs
His face was gray with fear. Tbo|
wound looked as though It Was mortal.
He looked OF is for en- instant, and then
poked 1t cen5ly with his iadex finger. /
He flushed redly and smiled with satis-
faction. He tucked his shirt into his!
trousers and WAS fighting in the rankst
again before had capped my rifle. [
The play OF the Irishman's face was 30
expressive, his emotions changed so
quickly that I could not keep from
laughing.